This song was made from a poem written by R. F. Cottrell and which was included in the book The Cross and Its Shadow by Stephen N. Haskell. The poem is short but to the point, and addresses the fact that "...we have such an High Priest who is set at the right hand of the throne of the majesty in the heavens, a minister of the sanctuary and the true tabernacle which the Lord pitched and not man."
There is a house in heaven built,
The temple of the living God,
The tabernacle true, where guilt
Is washed away by precious blood.
Long since our High Priest entered there,
Who knows the frailty of our frame,
Who longs to hear His people's prayer
And offer to our God the same.
The daily ministry he bore,
Till ended the prophetic days;
He opened then the inner door,
To justify the sacred place.
Before the ark of ten commands,
On which the mercy seat was placed
Presenting His own blood He stands
Till Israel's sins are all erased.
Words by R. F. Cottrell
Music by Jack Marti
